I am way behind in everything!
It started about 3 or 4 weeks ago when my laptop died and I had to buy a new one. It's taking forever to get used to the new one as I'm not the most technical person out there. That or I don't take change well (don't tell anyone, but that may be the real reason!).
Then Mr. Fix-it came to visit two weeks ago after being apart for nearly 5 months. Don't ask me how we make it work, we just do, though it is NOT easy. Since he's been here we've been so busy carving out time to do things around the house, spend time together, as well as do some fun things. I actually have some great adventures I want to share with my readers, like the Rodeo we went to yesterday and several hikes we've taken with several more planned before he leaves. Mr. Fix-it actually is here for two more weeks as he is practicing for his retirement in March of 2014!
I want to share the fact with you all that I am rarely at a loss for words. I'm sure I've been speechless before sometime in my life, but to be honest, I don't remember it ever really happening! Additionally, Mr. Fix-it has NEVER been able to surprise me. I've always known what I'm getting for any holiday or any secret he has tried to keep, he's just not good at it!
It was such a relief when he arrived. One...just to see him and, two....I really needed help. It's very hard being the only one taking care of my dad and spending so much time at it and it gets lonely. Mr. Fix-it's flight came in late in the day so we grabbed some dinner and headed to the 'ranch', catching up on everything we'd been up to for the last five months. With the time difference, I expected him to hit the sack at least two hours before me but he stayed up and we continued talking. At one point late in the evening I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror and he came up behind me and asked if I would scratch his back.
Being exhausted as I was, my first thought was.....you just flew 1800 miles and you want me to scratch your back! Grumble, grumble, #@#!#.. Ok, I said to myself, "Self stop feeling sorry for yourself just because you are wanting to receive attention, not give it. He's been alone too for five months too!"
Ahhhh....what a sly devil he was though! He planned the reveal of his secret SOOO well, down to the last detail! He stepped into the bathroom facing the mirror just so he could see my reaction as he took off his t-shirt. I stepped behind him and raised my 'claws' to scratch and when I did, thought my jaw must have hit floor. I was absolutely speechless...dumbfounded...in fact he said my face went white. Blanched was really the word he used. Blanched. I don't think I've ever 'blanched' in my life, only read the word in historical romance novels!!
So....what caused such a reaction you ask???
I don't think my reaction was what he expected. And I can't figure out how he managed to keep this secret for so long especially since it had to be done months before he came out or it wouldn't have been healed. In his defense, he's talked about this wanting this tattoo for quite a few years but I never took it seriously AND......I thought if he was serious, I'd be able talk him out of it!!
Ummm...yeah....that didn't get to happen!